Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 12:23:39 GMT -8
She nipped and pulled at his bottom lip, her own eyes half closed... "Good morning," she mumbled and slid her hand into his night shirt. The flat of her palm grazed at his warm skin and she murmured, "I feel so very lucky to have you..." Her mouth found his throat again. "I love you," she breathed, "I love you so very much." And she started to undo buttons. As one could imagine, she was trying to lead them to some morning delight before they had to get on with their busy day.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269 
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 20, 2016 12:38:59 GMT -8
The touch of Camilla's hand on his chest chases away any lingering dredge of sleep. Blake lets out a half moan and half growl, his hands slipping under collar of her nightgown to pull the loose fitting garment down. He was happy to start the morning with a delightful trip to black.
After they spent enough time in each other embrace, that the rest of the household was wondering if the two would get up at all, Blake finally came downstairs. He found a missive within and after reading it lets out a delighted shout, he rushes to find Camilla, when he does he throws his arms around her.
"I've received word from the king! They've found a healer that they think can improve your condition!"
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 12:45:11 GMT -8
She was surprised and gave the appropriate response to his enthusiasm, though it didn't quite excite her the way it did him, for she wouldn't get her hopes high. She had been in the kitchen on the lounge again, cutting veggies for his mother. The seamstress would be arriving soon, so she wanted to be there. She hugged Blake back and said, "That's wonderful. Are we to go to them or...?"
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 20, 2016 13:33:08 GMT -8
"They are coming here." Blake says as he runs a hand through her hair, then after a moment he straightens. "From what the note said there is no finer healer in the world, so if anything can be done it will be." He doesn't mention that the note said the healer is a dragon, he didn't want to worry her. "They will be here later today, so rest until then love." Then he is out the door preparing the household staff for what's to come.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 14:50:42 GMT -8
Just after that is said, the dressmaker was ushered in for his mother. She whisked the older woman away and Camilla was left in the kitchen. She set aside the veggies and curled up, closing her eyes and taking a much desired nap. She would probably remain asleep until the arrival of the healer. Good luck to him, she thought, and tried to sleep easily. By the time her husband was ready to come get her, he would most likely find her snoozing with her hand resting on the baby bump he loved so dearly.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Oct 20, 2016 14:59:01 GMT -8
The massive white dragon absently soars down towards the city, it's airship escort watching her. Humans were such funny ducks, what harm did they think might befall her? She spots the manor she is supposed to visit and glides down to the courtyard landing gingerly as to not crush the shrubbery. A man is waiting for her and tells her where the woman is, in a flash of light Lum'Valia shrinks down to her angelic form. She enters the house her aura shaking off the slight gloom that had been pervading it and she comes to the kitchen pulling up a chair to sit next to the woman dozing, the holy dragon content to wait until Camilla wakes on her own.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 15:11:07 GMT -8
She didn't have long to wait, for Camilla started and woke, clutching at her stomach after a horrid dream that she lost the babe in the collapse. Feeling the bubbly movement under her palm caused her to relax and sigh. Sweat glistened on her forehead from another light fever breaking. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling, blinking the cobwebs away. Eventually, the golden eyes settled upon the dragon, and she didn't really say anything in surprise, just a soft "Hello," to acknowledge the female kind of warily.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Oct 20, 2016 15:24:21 GMT -8
"Hello dear, I'm Lum'Valia."
The dragoness extends her hand giving Camilla a beatific smile. She could see the pains that plagued the woman, both of the body and spirit. There was, however, nothing that overly concerned the dragoness. The possession had wracked and twisted the poor woman's spirit, and that was affecting her physically. The holy dragon could mend this or at least speed up the process.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 15:34:18 GMT -8
There were many scars that couldn't be healed. There was an injury to her spine that had already started healing and could not be undone. But there were plenty that could be healed. She took the hand of the healer, but it was only brief. "And you are another healer." She commented, somewhat flatly. She sighed and looked out the window at that point, and was not going to pretend to feel overjoyed when she wasn't. The dragon would probably understand. Camilla was afraid to hope for the best when she had the baby to think of, and her older children... And Blake. She was just.... tired in general, and done with being an adventurer.
She kinda dozed a little at the moment without meaning to.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Oct 20, 2016 15:48:38 GMT -8
Lum'Valia smiles at Camilla's assessment of her being just another healer. The woman was lacking in hope, she was trying to be strong for her babe but it was hard when her body was failing her. Camilla passed into a light doze which was fine, Lum didn't need her to be awake to help her.
 Lum'Valia places one hand on Camilla's forehead and the other on her stomach, then she summons the Seraphim's seal. She pours the power of the virtue of humility into the center. The damage to her spine was not as Camilla feared unrepairable, light magic was capable of restoring the bone and soft tissue there, it was also capable of creating new tissue and mending holes in her spirit. Almost everything that ailed Camilla could be made whole again, except her left leg. A chunk of her spirit had been torn and the metaphysical wound was centered there, it would never fully heal tragically, but the woman would be able to walk though if she wished to travel long she'd need a staff or cane. The countesses days as warrior and ranger were over, but she'd be able to lead a normal life. When Lum finally lifts her hands Camilla would feel as though she'd been touched by the very hand of God, Lum, by contrast, would sag exhausted in her chair. |
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 16:26:33 GMT -8
As the pain seeped from her, she blinked awake in shock. What just happened? She peered over at the tired looking healer and was silent, not sure what to say other than the given thank you that was to come. It would come when she calmed the shock. She touched the shoulder of the tired one and stuttered, "W=why would you tax yourself so on my behalf?" It was an honest question... It could have killed any other healer.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Oct 20, 2016 19:04:33 GMT -8
"Hmmm? Think nothing of it child. I was happy to help." Lum notes with a sleepy yawn, drawing so much holy energy was taxing for any non-celestial being. The dragoness lets out a deep breath then looks to Camilla. "How are you feeling child? Better?"
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 19:27:37 GMT -8
"Aye, thank you. I am sleepy still, is that normal?" It was probably the child and not the healing. Whatever the healer had done had caused lots of activity, for her belly felt very bubbly at the time. Perhaps Ambre was responding to the fact that the healer was a dragon. She had an inkling too, it ran in the family. She peered at the female with curiosity. "She's moving a lot in my womb. I think my child likes your presence." She smiled a little and hesitated to test to see if she could walk yet, but would probably do so when Blake was present.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Oct 20, 2016 19:38:12 GMT -8
"Yes it is, even when I take on most of the burden of the healing part of your own energy is expended. It's added to the mix of my own so your body more readily accepts the healing. Still, you should be up and walking tomorrow. Though I have to apologize, you will likely never run again, your left leg is going to remain quite weak." The dragoness is slowly getting her energy back, she was taped for magic today but the physical fatigue was passing. She gets to her feet and pats Camilla on the shoulder. "I am glad your babe likes me, we can talk more later if you'd like. But for now there is someone who wants to see you." The dragoness retreats for the moment to let the person in the hall have their turn.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 20, 2016 19:40:58 GMT -8
Blake was pacing in the hall, he didn't know what was supposed to happen. All that had happened though was a flash of light and then some quiet muttering. Suddenly the door opens and the dragoness gives him a nod on her way out. Blake bursts into the room and comes to Camilla side, she looks better than she has in months. Not as she once did, but the pain that had always been in her features has lessened considerably. "Camilla! Are you alright? How did it go? What did she say?"
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 19:52:21 GMT -8
"She couldn't heal my leg completely, but she said I'll be able to walk tomorrow." She took his hand and nuzzled it tiredly, then sighed inwardly. "Your mother should be about through with the dressmaker, I hope she enjoyed the surprise. Out of curiosity, was the healer draconic? I felt the same pull I feel around the blue dragon is all." She was so sleepy that she was somewhat random with her musings. She nodded off before he could reply to anything, resting very peacefully.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 20, 2016 19:59:49 GMT -8
Blake sags in relief all but collapsing onto the couch with a gasp. Before he can offer any response Camilla drifts off and Blake smiles. He'd thank the dragoness personally in a moment, but then and there he had an important job. He scoops Camilla up in his strong arms and carries her to bed so she can rest, she was back in a state he hadn't dared hope she'd reach again. That was enough, more than enough for him.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 20:21:21 GMT -8
She slept the sleep of a peaceful death almost. She woke long enough to do her business, but slept some more. She didn't wake up solid until three mornings later, sat up and stretched. It was a glorious feeling stretch, for the pain was gone. She stood without thinking and limped to the tub so she could bathe, then pulled on a dressing gown. She sat on the edge pf the bed after a bit and dropped the dressing gown to pool around her waist and starting to brush her glorious-again hair.
Camilla did something she frequently did when she was quite alone... She hummed... She didn't notice that her voice sounded like it used to before her vocal chords had been damaged. Even the burn scars on her back had faded, though didn't go completely away. The humming was soft and rather pretty, pretty enough that lake might wonder where it came from and awaken.
She set the brush down and limped toward the closet to pull out a shift and simple gown to wear, lingering because she felt so light at the moment.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 20, 2016 20:32:39 GMT -8
Blake was alerted that the lady Camilla was moving by a servant. He'd been fretting since she'd slept longer than the dragoness said she would, but to here she was up and about... He flings the door of their bedroom open and stares at her, he'd heard her voice from outside but didn't connect it to her just yet, so that isn't what catches his attention.
She is up, clean, and getting dressed with no servants are around. Her hair had it's lustrous sheen and her skin it's healthy pallor. It was his wife, but as he hadn't seen her in months. With a little cry of delight, he moves across the room and scoops her up into his arms twirling her around with a laugh.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 20, 2016 20:44:33 GMT -8
She gave a soft gasp as he came up on her while she was about to pull some clothes on. "Hello, husband." She said softly, not a crackle or rasp to her alto voice. She had a deep, lovely voice that held music within the depths. It was a voice that could seduce the paint off of a wall. And it came from her. She wrapped her arms about him and let her head fall back as she gave a dreamy sort of sigh, murmuring "I feel like I'm on clouds." And it was true!
She looked up at his loving face and took it in both hands, "You seems so very happy to see me today, are you walking on clouds too?" The laugh she gave was sensual and low in the back of her throat, a laugh that replaced the ragged sound she usually made.
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